Tell me, Mr. Kent, how fast *can* you fly?”
Cold, icy terror ran through Clark’s veins at the mystery caller’s words. “Who is this? What do you want?”
“I want what every red-blooded male wants. I want a woman. And you know what? I think Ms. Lane will do just fine.”
EEE! Somebody knows how to press Clark's buttons.
Lex Luthor made her nervous.
That's an understatement Lois.
Maybe all wasn’t lost, after all. Maybe he could use her love for Clark Kent to his advantage.
Noo!!!! That's kind of a nice switch though, from people using Lois to get to Clark. Not that I want Clark strung up and tortured!
Eee! You are evil. I can't wait until next Monday for this! *Sigh* Wonderful job.
Laura
